أَلَيسَ صَعباً أَن تَرى كاشِحاً

أَلَيسَ صَعباً أَن تَرى كاشِحاً

مالَكَ بُدٌّ مِن مُداراتِهِ

مالَكَ بُدٌّ مِن مُداراتِهِ

Is it not hard to behold a spiteful enemy

Is it not hard to see a spiteful foe

when you have no choice but to humor him?

whom you have no choice but to placate?

أَصبَحتُ في دارِ إِساءاتِهِ

أَصبَحتُ في دارِ إِساءاتِهِ

أَعُدُّ أَنفاسي وَساعاتِهِ

أَعُدُّ أَنفاسي وَساعاتِهِ

I now find myself in the house of his abuse,

I have come to be in the house of his wrongs;

counting my breaths—and his hours.

I count my breaths and his hours.